Chapter 149: Fear and Confusion

At this point, Chu Cheng suddenly thought of something and turned to Lei Ming with a serious expression.

“By the way, if they can’t handle it and it comes down to us, do you have a way to get me a buff or item that can resist the confusion curse?”

Lei Ming frowned and replied, “I do have something, but only two pieces. I was planning to use them for myself and Zhang Chaosheng.”

Chu Cheng immediately said, “Give it to me. I can’t be controlled, or people will definitely die.”

“???” Lei Ming looked puzzled.

“You should have noticed by now. My hero class rank is very high, and my hero skills are extremely powerful. If I get controlled, one combo will definitely instantly kill any one of you.”

Lei Ming seemed skeptical. “There are rules protecting the Descendants. All damage is first reduced by 50%, then defense and magic resistance are calculated.”

Chu Cheng nodded seriously. “I know that. I mean, even after the 50% damage reduction, I can still one-shot someone, ignoring class differences, including you.”

Lei Ming’s mouth opened slightly, then he nodded more seriously. “Alright, I’ll give you one.”

As they spoke, the battlefield situation suddenly changed dramatically.

Many were struck by fear and confusion curses in succession. Although the team was somewhat disorganized, they had anticipated this and began to dispel the effects one after another.

However, their luck was poor. Not only were more people afflicted by fear, frenzy, and confusion, but the Cursed Knight himself, seeing how effective the confusion curse was, actively cast the curse on others.

The curse cast by the boss was much harder to dispel than those granted by the aura. Despite their quick response, they failed to dispel it. A melee class was controlled, who stomped fiercely in the crowd, stunning several teammates around him, including both the main and secondary tanks.

The Cursed Knight’s warhorse reared high and slammed down, unleashing a burst of deathly aura that pushed back the nearby players. The lance was set, ready to charge.

At this moment, only the five teams’ tanks were free to act, but the Cursed Knight’s charge skill had already been used. By the time they caught up, the Cursed Knight had already launched his charge.

With one lance, he charged a melee class over ten meters away, skewered him through the chest, flung him aside, and delivered a lethal mid-air stab.

The tank finally arrived and taunted to grab the Cursed Knight’s attention.

Those who had been stunned began to regain consciousness. Two tanks — one engaged the Cursed Knight, while the other shield-bashed a confusion-controlled teammate unconscious, loudly ordering others to dispel the curses.

But just then, a ranged female archer was caught in a frenzy. She raised her hand, releasing a volley of hero skill arrows that fell around her, with one thunderbolt arrow stunning a nearby mage. She then drew a large flaming magical arrow, aimed at the stunned mage.

“Control her quickly!”

A nimble melee player flashed in, smashing the butt of his sword against the archer’s head, knocking her out and interrupting her charge.

Then, shouting wildly, he fled in another direction — only to be struck by fear.

In that brief moment, out of the remaining thirty-three, at least ten were either terrified or frenzied, attacking indiscriminately. A few confusion-controlled players set fires nearby, plunging the situation into utter chaos.

“This Cursed Knight is way more disgusting than the Plague Knight.”

“Yeah, definitely more disgusting.”

Lei Ming’s expression turned grave. The Cursed Knight’s abilities were exerting immense pressure on him.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, a loud explosion caught their attention. Someone else was controlled by the confusion curse. A thunder strike blasted a nearby teammate off balance, followed by two successive hero skill bursts that knocked a partially shielded ranged archer flying.

The Cursed Knight reached out with a bony hand, gathering deathly energy into his lance and hurled it fiercely. The lance pierced through the air, dealing massive damage and instantly killing the target.

At that moment, the team collapsed, each member quickly turning to flee.

A coalition team made up of multiple squads and solo players like theirs quickly lost morale when one or two died.

If victory seemed imminent, they might have held firm. But now, with a high chance of defeat, who would continue to fight, not knowing if they’d be next?

The large group immediately scattered, fleeing in all directions.

Those afflicted by fear or confusion were in grave danger. The terrified ran aimlessly, while those under confusion, directed by the Cursed Knight, pursued and hunted them down.

Some regained consciousness and escaped; others did not and perished in the ensuing ambush.

Soon, the town center was deserted, with four corpses lying there and three Descendants under the confusion curse.

Originally, six had died, but two were rescued by teammates. The four near the Cursed Knight were too close to save in time.

The Cursed Knight approached the corpses, embedding his bony lance into one. After murmuring a deep incantation, deathly energy seeped into the bodies, causing them to tremble and slowly rise.

Chu Cheng watched clearly. They had been transformed into cursed defeated zombies by the Cursed Knight.

Above their heads, a one-hour countdown appeared. If purified with a transcendent-level advanced purification spell within one hour, they could be revived. Beyond that, they were truly dead, incapable of resurrection even with the Stone of the True Realm.

Chu Cheng exchanged a glance with Lei Ming and whispered, “Should we save them?”

Lei Ming’s expression was conflicted. “We’re not ready yet. Zhang Chaosheng’s team hasn’t arrived.”

“But that’s seven lives!”

Both were torn. If they hadn’t seen it happen, it might be easier to accept, but watching seven people die right before their eyes was difficult.

After a long hesitation, Chu Cheng suddenly said, “Forget Zhang Chaosheng. We’ll act early.”

Before Lei Ming could reply, he continued, “This Cursed Knight is half melee, half magic. His physique, strength, and melee skills don’t match the Plague Knight. I’m much stronger now compared to when I fought the Plague Knight. My biggest weakness is willpower. If I fix that and you use the item to suppress 50% of his attributes, I’m confident I can hold him off directly.”

“You guys can rescue them and provide support from the side.”

Lei Ming looked incredulous. “You want to fight him alone?”

“Yes, I’ll fight him alone.”

“This is a lord-level boss!”

Chu Cheng smiled. “So what? He’s not pure melee but half-melee. With his attributes suppressed by 50% and his curse abilities removed, his real melee strength probably isn’t even as strong as the two Death Knight lords under him.”

Chu Cheng wasn’t impulsive; he had thought it through carefully.

The Cursed Knight was inherently worse at melee than the Plague Knight by far.

The Plague Knight, without attribute suppression, could kill any non-tank in one charge and two normal hits. The Cursed Knight needed a charge, a throw, and a mid-air stab to kill, showing a big gap in attack power.

His melee level was probably between Expert and Master. Chu Cheng’s skill advantage, multiple survival skills, and potions could offset some of the boss’s health advantage.

Lei Ming still found it hard to believe.

“I only have those two items, and each can only be used once on the Scourge Knights. If you fail, next time we face the Cursed Knight, we won’t be able to suppress him and will have to confront a transcendent-level lord boss head-on. I’m afraid we can’t win.”

“Trust me!” Chu Cheng’s tone was resolute. “After all, I’m the one fighting him alone.”

Lei Ming—